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Author Name: Freependeriki 3 Comments
Date Added: August 05, 2011 09:08:53 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
Category: Historical Add To Favorites | Text Only
I will tell you a story
of a man who saw the face of God
in a hard hewn stone
This mason
This worker of hammer and chisel saw
painted in the lustered weave
the hand of the Creator
One thought flowered
To build in the name of God
a great monument of glory
to stand before the World
in witness to revelation

With chisel and cold hammer
stone from quarry hewn and brought 
one by one carved with love 
and raised in reverence
to make an ediface high
Pillers round centered
toward an alter
Men of the Mitre and Crown
seeking control and destiny
claimed to love the stone
Hiding in their inner hearts 
the power hunger it bestowed

For half a life
Day to day toiling
Hand to mouth
with only Faith sustaining
Time fulfilled the dream
as the last stone shaped
by hard and calloused hand
was blessed and laid
The stones still sang
he could feel the benediction
as his Cathedral shone
in the morning Sun

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Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on August 6, 2011 12:04:55 AM Report
This reminds me of that series "Pillars of Earth" the mason and his Cathedral it was nothing short of excellent as is this~Graham.
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on August 5, 2011 06:12:49 PM Report

Thomas... How do you  do it time after time..??  I find myself always searching for more of your poems....

Its like a great wine I must have more...more....

 Always ~ Scarlett

Comment By: FreeTomahawk on August 5, 2011 05:28:00 PM Report

This sounds something like Michelangelo's David. In any case, a fine piece, Tom, well done.




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